I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood. — Lauren DeStefano, Sever
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I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood.

— Lauren DeStefano, Sever
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